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07-28-2013, 08:49 PM
Escaflowne
I'm always searching for something more. (So should I just make a post in the throat and wait for Midas?)
My lips quivered and my body followed as I stood beside the massive pegasus, his two-skinned chest doing wonders to shade me from the snow's possession. Still it cascaded from my back in chilly rivulets of water and crystal, like timid fairies playing in the drip-fall. I glanced around once more with bright gold eyes before lifting my small snout toward him. Long ears swayed back into the short crop of my mane as I huddled as close to his breast as was possible. A feeling of betrayal was planted in my heart and set there, waiting for the right motivation to bloom. Mother had abandoned me, Milly, Brutus, Angor... All gone with the swift coming of snow. This snow it was terrible! It was dreadful and cold and it was a harold to greater darkness to come. I was scared for how I understood this, a feeling in the depths of my young gut as I divined the landscape surrounding me. Cold... "It is cold, please!" My teeth clacked together and wide nostrils flared, taking in a sharp dose of oxygen. |
